
I Don’t Want To Be Raped By A Bear
December 5, 2006Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice… won’t get fooled again!! Still, it IS a really nice house… and it IS free to enter…

Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice… won’t get fooled again!! Still, it IS a really nice house… and it IS free to enter…
Oh, I think you do.
You’ll be disappointed to know that when I googled “Bear Raped,” thinking of course that your blog would be the only thing to have such a random pairing of words, jonsonblog was nowhere to be found. In fact, there was a ton of ursine molestation going down. Personally, I liked it better when they just ate people.
Yeah, but I was into it long before it was COOL to be into it.
I’m gonna register so you might as well get raped by a bear because I’m a chick so I have a WAY better chance of winning (the bear, not the rape) than you.
I have a WAY better chance of winning (the bear, not the rape
Anna, I think you’re confused; the contest is for a House, not for a Bear. If the contest was for a bear, but the losers got raped by that bear, I’d probably enter EVERY year.
No, no, no, no! You cannot enter. It took me a week to get you out of that crying funk because we didn’t win the last house.
Dear Missus,
While I understand your impulse to be the “voice of reason,” I will kindly ask you to stop. The rather random and unpredictable nature of the good Mr. jonson’s impulsiveness is the very wellspring of our on-line amusement. If this is a detriment to your state of marital bliss, I apologize. But do try to think of the thousands… mmm… hundreds… uuh… several of us who seek solace in living vicariously through your husband’s bathroom, business trip and on-line antics.
Respectfully,
The Junior Senator from Kinsleyville
Oh, it’s hundreds. I mean, mostly looking for “sex with animals” and other related queries, but still.